Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This is the countryside and fields. It stands to reason that it should be a place with a wide view.

However, the large cornfields that are growing properly are at a height where people will be completely invisible once they get in. This makes it difficult for the Aurors on the church side to see if there is a dark wizard lurking in it.

"...Where is the enemy?"

Ron, who had just gotten downstairs, immediately leaned to the window for observation, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find a half-person figure.

There was a green corn field in the sun, looking quiet.

Ron suddenly regretted it-he had known this, he shouldn't have rushed down just now. Wouldn't it be better to see clearly upstairs?

However, it would seem too silly to go back to the second floor now.

"Probably over there," an Auror next to him pointed to a spot on the right front for him. "It's just that those guys must be keeping moving. It's hard to tell where they are now! "

In fact, the skinny Auror who came down to report the news before pointed out the direction for them, but Ron was a little absent at the time, so he didn't see it.

Of course, Ron soon discovered that he no longer had to worry about not finding where the enemy was.

"coming!"

"boom--"

Almost the moment the two figures rushed out of the corn stalk, the several Aurors who were upstairs overlooking the field cast their spells without hesitation.Accompanied by the sound of explosions that overlapped, the soil and corn stalks fluttered up instantly, completely enveloped the enemy who appeared first.

However, the number of enemies was obviously far more than two, and the Auror's resistance was even more so.At the next moment, there was no need for anyone to give more command. The Aurors who stood by the window immediately stepped back and stretched out their wands.

Ron happened to be in front of this window right now, and obviously no one would come to rush him.Seeing that everyone around was raising their wands to cast spells, he subconsciously took out his wand along with the flow.

But... what spell should he use?

"do not care!"

Seeing that the several Aurors who were squeezed with him had already released the explosive spell tacitly, although he couldn't use the silent spell technique in such a difficult spell like them, it was still possible to simply cast it. .

After all, he is also one of the members of. After so long, he has practiced hard on the "study materials" given by Maca!

"Thunderbolt exploded!"

Ron did it in strict accordance with the spelling requirements on the Maca materials. He still remembered that in the first general description of the thick materials, these two points were mentioned:

"When you can't use the silent spell technique to give a greater concealment to a spell, then read every syllable of the spell clearly and completely to ensure that it can reach the highest intensity you can achieve. "

"Before truly understanding the nature of a certain mantra, strictly abiding by the rules of mantra recitation is the only way to make the mantra the most powerful."

In fact, in other words, before reaching a certain high level, the technique of silent spells is actually not necessary.Because when using this technique, it tends to reduce the intensity of the spell itself.

"boom--"

When the explosion released by Ron chanting a full-blown incantation suddenly exploded among more dark wizards, even Ron himself was surprised.

Because he found that his explosive spell was not inferior to those Aurors in power, and even a little bit above the average.

But...well, it's only a little bit more than that.

Compared to Ron’s own surprise, the Aurors beside him didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with it—this was the friend of Mr. Maca McLean, and he used the same intensity as before. The explosion curse, on the contrary, makes people feel so disappointed.

It's just that Ron also said in advance that he himself is not good at actual combat.Therefore, this ability to cast spells seems to be somewhat understandable.

At least it is better than the average adult wizard, which is very reasonable!

"Mr. Weasley, leave it to us first! The enemy is coming sooner than expected, but we should be able to withstand it for a while...You can take advantage of this time and hurry up and arrange it!"

Apparently, the Aurors believed that he had other more powerful methods.

And this is equivalent to showing that Ron's strength can already be considered good.But in the eyes of full-time witches like "Auror" and "Black Wizard Strike", it is not yet able to play a decisive role.

So Ron was driven away.

"Oh, good... good."

He stepped back from the window with a dazed expression, gave his place to another Auror who was waiting to be replaced, and stood aside honestly.

Not long after, Ron, who was stunned for a while, mumbled inwardly:

"This spell can be as powerful as the serving Auror. Generally speaking, such students are top elites in the sixth grade. But... But why am I not happy at all?"

Rubbing the wand in his hand, Ron hesitated for a moment, and then he forsook all the insignificant strength comparisons.

"Do this group of people have too high expectations for a minor wizard who hasn't even finished fifth grade?"

Although he was so secretively complaining, in fact, his expectations of himself were not lower than those of others, or even higher.

However, it is a pity that he still has a huge gap between himself and his imaginary self, and he is still far from reaching the ideal level!

"It seems like it's useless to go directly up with a spell. Maca's bottle of fire is used at a critical moment, so it must not be used at the moment.

The question at the beginning seemed to be back to the original point again after going around a long circle-what should he do next?

"Sure enough, I can only run away when the opportunity is wrong?"

He stood behind the Auror, looked out the window over a few shoulders, and saw the figures of the dark wizards from a distance.It can be found that the battle is still going on naturally, but compared to the beginning, the enemy has started counterattacks one after another.

Ron was staring at the situation outside, his brain moving quickly, trying to think of at least a reasonably feasible plan for himself.

However, to turn the tide is to rely on strength to speak after all, he is obviously not enough.

"Is it still a bottle of fire? Just throw a few enemies with good luck and punctuality..."

Thinking about it, his left hand had already touched the pocket containing the potion again, and then he held the potion bottle inside and fell into deep thought again.

"Should... almost something!"

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